Attempted Fratricide

The day before yesterday, I made the little Beast some apple streudel toast for breakfast. He really liked it. When he ate the first bite, he said "Mmmm, Mmmmm, I love it!" I left him alone with the toast to go make my own breakfast. Moments later, he came running into the kitchen exclaiming, "Her got it out, her got it out!" I asked, "She got what out?" He took my hand and led me into the playroom where Beauty was lying on the floor, a big wad of toast next to her head. I asked the little Beast, "Did you put that in her mouth?" He responded proudly, "Yeah! And her got it out!" I guess he liked the toast so much, he couldn't resist sharing it with his 4-month-old sister. Thankfully, she managed to spit it out before she could choke on it. And the little beast is lucky he didn't choke on the knuckle sandwich I almost gave him to wash down his toast!